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He watched her move closer and as she came into his lap, he smiled watching her intrigued by her. She was completely different from any female he had come across and in a way she was beautiful, very beautiful. The way she took the joint, the way she exhaled it. The contact she gave him was warm and welcoming, in both ways. He gladly took the joint once more, and this time, he was more confident with it. Holding it gingerly as he drew in the smoke, allowing it to fill his lungs. He worked on holding it in, suppressing the coughing, then offered it back, exhaling up into the air. He watched the thick smoke, a light smile spread over his muzzle as she brushed her hand over his thigh. A low groan came over him. He'd never been touched in that way before, but it was pleasant, and he felt no need to fight it. He looked down at her, "Aren't you the most beautiful thing to have come my way.." He smiled speaking more to himself than her. His hand came to touch her cheek and his thumb moved with the grain of her fur. He felt his body feel an excitement he'd never experienced before. His mind ran with possibilities, and he watched her as the fire crackled in the background. Nothing ever looked or sound so beautiful to him. "...where..where did you get this stuff?' He asked. Already he loved it, and knew he'd want more sometime, and most likely, he'd want to see her again. She was so elegant, so vibrant. She was giving him something, he'd never had before. She was touching him in ways he'd never been touched before, and he could feel the direction it was going. When the opportunity came, he leaned into her and kissed her neck, just wanting to do it. In a way he hoped not to upset her, but he wanted to do it, he wanted to do it more than he had ever wanted to do anything in his life. He didn't want to see her go, and yet he knew this couldn't last forever, and so he wanted to do anything and everything he could with her now.